Текст песни DeLava - Толпы серых лиц

And why is it
When you fall, you no one will ever help
Stand up on your feet, to start from scratch
But this fuss ate pity of hearts, without shame
And I'm in the middle of the herd without trial
He was crucified by evil glances Come on who's next
And my mission is not revenge, my goal is forgiveness
A letter after reading burn, it would be better, believe me
I postman these words, opposition to me - almost a battalion
And Noah know that then there will be a flood,
Which will merge all the pus that of social-healing pours
I go along with the country in flight

Call me sotsiapatom, because I hate your life
I have a wild apathy, I will continue on its own float